Review
This warm-hearted novel spans three continents through the lifetime of its narrator, John Zarco Stewart. He is seven years old when we first meet him in his home town of Porto - the year is 1798 and he is waiting out a storm in an old bookshop. An impulsive child, half-Scottish, he soon makes friends with another street urchin and before long they are getting up to mischief. One day, when they are setting free birds from their market cages, John feels a grasp at his shoulder. A strange man with glinting eyes reveals to John a secret: that he is Jewish, not Portuguese - a dangerous thing to be in the Iberian Peninsula, where Jews have been hiding their faith for three hundred years. Soon after, his father returns from a sea voyage with Midnight, a bushman from Africa who measures his age by the year the wildflowers blossomed. Though John initially dislikes him, one evening he finds out just what a good friend Midnightcan be...Themany-layered, mysticalstory twists and turns through landscapes of all colours. While its paceand ambitious breadth of vision sometimes detracts from characterisation, overall the narrative is an engaging, easy read. --Kirkus UK
Nicholas Shakespeare, author of Bruce Chatwin and the Dancer Upstairs
'I defy anyone to put this book down. It's a wonderful novel.@

